Chapter 57 Feng Xingyun's lips curled into a smile, and he relaxed...
Feng Xingyun's lips curled up, and he breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you like it."
Liu Duanhe took the jar of candy and waved his hand.
"I'm fine, you should get some rest."
Feng Xingyun frowned and said, "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
Although it was his usual bedtime, the Taicheng project needed to be accelerated. Liu Duanhe shook his head and said, "You go to sleep, I'm not finished yet."
He has decided to go to Taicheng personally next week to take over the negotiation task.
and.
Liu Duanhe glanced at the calendar, which was the one Aunt Song had set out for him when she came to cook.
January is almost here, and after midnight tonight, they will have nothing to do with each other anymore.
He should have distanced himself and made his stance clear today. He always kept things clear and wouldn't allow any confusion or muddling. But when he remembered what Feng Xingyun had said to him today, he softened for the first time ever.
Clearing his mind of all his chaotic thoughts, Liu Duanhe turned and went to his study.
The next day, Feng Xingyun returned after buying breakfast. Liu Duanhe was still not back. He had just put the breakfast on the table when he saw the sticky note on the table.
The calligraphy, written in a vigorous, flowing style: One month has passed, the relationship is over.
Feng Xingyun's heart sank heavily, but perhaps having anticipated this, he still had the energy to think.
Because of his time with Liu Duanhe, he could sense that Liu Duanhe was not completely oblivious.
Despite trying to comfort himself, Feng Xingyun still couldn't be completely optimistic. Amidst the intense emotional fluctuations, bright red blood vessels appeared in the whites of his eyes, and he almost burst into tears, letting himself slump into a chair.
Liu Duanhe received a call early in the morning and went directly to the headquarters of Taicheng Manufacturing Group to urgently apply for a private jet route.
While sitting on the plane, he was still wondering if Feng Xingyun had seen the note he had left behind.
Liu Duanhe couldn't quite explain what outcome he was waiting for; he just felt a bittersweet ache and a sense of unease. When he wrote down that note, he realized why.
But now is not the time.
His parents were eyeing the project covetously, his grandfather was seriously ill in bed, and there was the project right before his eyes.
All of this prevented him from carefully sorting out his thoughts amidst his busy schedule, but it also gave Liu Duanhe some time to reflect.
As soon as I got off the plane, people from the branch office and the project team came to greet me.
Upon seeing the man walking at the very front, my eyes lit up.
Wearing a well-tailored silver-gray peak lapel suit, with a coat draped over his arm, he was tall with long legs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Almost everyone in the airport was looking at him. He had the physique of a male model, even more like a star than a celebrity.
However, what truly captivated the eye was the man's face. He had long, flowing eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and dragon-like pupils that shimmered like glass in the sunlight. His nose was straight and his lips were painted vermilion, making him extremely handsome.
This was the first time they had ever seen such an outstanding appearance in their daily lives.
Liu Duanhe was so tired that he couldn't muster any energy. He glanced at them and walked ahead.
Seeing this, the branch manager, General Manager Zhang, gave Vice General Manager Sun a wink and followed closely behind, tentatively saying, "President Liu, we've prepared a welcome banquet for you. Would you do me the honor of joining us?"
Liu Duanhe didn't stop walking. His handsome face was equally striking from the side. With a slight smile, he said, "Thank you for your hard work. The Taicheng project is urgent. We'll have a proper celebration after we're done. There's no need for that now."
Even President Zhang was momentarily stunned by his appearance, his eyes fixed on his profile. Although he was straight, with Liu Duanhe's level of handsomeness, gender was no longer a barrier.
He was momentarily speechless, then, somewhat embarrassed, said, "Yes, you're right."
The people around him probably had a similar reaction, but he was so focused on whether President Liu would notice his distraction.
How embarrassing, but he's straight.
"I think so," Mr. Zhang firmly told himself. After all, his parents were still waiting to hold their grandchild. Although he had been divorced twice and had no children, he still wanted a child.
Secretary Wei, who was following behind, patted President Zhang on the shoulder with the same smile as Liu Duanhe, and reminded him, "President Zhang, aren't you going to catch up?"
He looked up and realized that he had fallen several steps behind the others while lost in thought.
Secretary Wei, who was the last to disembark, caught up with them. He was dragging Liu Duanhe's suitcase with one hand, dressed in a suit and leather shoes with red soles, looking every bit the elite.
Although Xiao Liu's arrival was sudden, Zhang was no stranger to him and the people around him. At his level, he needed to know everything about the top boss, otherwise, if he accidentally chose the wrong side, he would die without even knowing how.
Mr. Zhang guessed that he must be Secretary Wei, the most trusted secretary by Mr. Liu's side, the chief secretary of the secretariat, and that he would definitely have a bright future.
Once Xiao Liu takes over, his status will be far above mine as the head of the branch office. He is now a direct descendant of the Crown Prince, and he will become a trusted confidant of the Emperor.
He quickly replied, "Thank you for the reminder, Secretary Wei."
Secretary Wei smiled politely, "You're too kind."
Mr. Zhang hurriedly followed, and Secretary Wei took a few steps, glanced at his back, and the smile on his face vanished completely.
Thinking about it thoughtfully, the place the boss had planned to send him to a lower-level position a couple of days ago must be it.
What kind of shady dealings are going on at this branch of the group?
Liu Duanhe needs to send him to clean up the mess and, incidentally, test his abilities.
Secretary Wei understood that Liu Duanhe was also backing him up this time, paving the way for his subsequent parachuting in, so that he could at least use the group headquarters' name to get a general idea of what was going on.
When they got off the plane, Secretary Wei had arranged a private car. Because of Liu Duanhe's obsession with cleanliness, disinfection was still carried out despite the tight schedule.
Money makes the world go round; let alone just getting a car and driver within five hours and then disinfecting it.
If it can be shortened to half an hour, with enough money, Secretary Wei's abilities would make it just a little troublesome.
Everyone else obediently got into the cars they had come in, while Secretary Wei went to the Maybach at the front.
Liu Duanhe was sitting in the back with his eyes closed, resting. Hearing Wei Mingheng get into the car, he raised his eyelids and glanced at his back. He parted his bright red lips and said lazily, "This time, take a good look and listen carefully, especially to Zhang Peng and Sun Qian. Pay close attention to their actions at the company."
Wei Mingheng's expression turned serious as he looked at Liu Duanhe in the mirror and said earnestly, "Okay, I will."
Liu Duanhe had gone to bed late the night before and hadn't slept well at all. He slept for a while on the plane, gave Wei Mingheng some pointers, and then fell asleep again.
The driver drove very smoothly; although he was hired temporarily, the quality of the car was not compromised.
He listened to Liu Duanhe and drove directly to the building of Taicheng Manufacturing Group. After the car came to a stop, he didn't wait for Secretary Wei to wake him up.
Liu Duanhe opened his eyes and sat up straight. Apart from the weariness in his eyes, there was no indication that he had just woken up.
His dark eyes were deep and unfathomable. Because of his fair skin, the dark circles under his eyes were also very obvious, but they were not unattractive. They just added a touch of decadence and melancholy to Liu Duanhe's originally handsome and gentle temperament.
With a touch of fragile world-weariness, and a languid, decadent weariness after desires have been fully satisfied, in short, he's a bit like an uneducated spoiled brat.
Fortunately, when Liu Duanhe opened his mouth, his extraordinary conversation shattered these first impressions. Moreover, since they were in the same circle, even if they didn't know each other well, they had heard a thing or two about each other, so there wouldn't be any exaggerated, melodramatic plots like those in TV dramas where someone pretends to be weak while actually being strong.
They arrived early, and the people from Taicheng Manufacturing Group welcomed them in. Since not everyone was there yet, they waited in the lounge for a while.
The secretary in charge of receiving them was also very perceptive and quickly served them tea and snacks.
General Manager Zhang and Deputy General Manager Sun of the branch office parted ways with them on the way. They were the ones who found out about Liu Duanhe's arrival in Taicheng and then picked him up at the airport.
Liu Duanhe's main purpose for this trip was to push forward the negotiations for the Taicheng project. Unlike some previous acquisition projects where negotiations could drag on for more than six months, he couldn't wait that long this time. He could wait, but his grandfather couldn't. Therefore, he was determined to urge them on and put pressure on them, not just the project team, but also the Taicheng Manufacturing Group.
Don't be fooled by their previous ability to play tricks in front of our project team for profit; after all, they are one of the top companies in Taicheng.
However, compared to the entire Tianhe Group, it was undoubtedly just a tiny shrimp. Although the project team had come forward before, and it was nominally Liu Duanhe in charge, Liu Duanhe himself did not actually show up. He was only representing the subsidiary of the group where he used to work.
Now that Liu Duanhe has come in person, the situation is completely different. He represents Tianhe Group and the entire Liu family.
Of course, this kind of intimidation should not be done too often; it should only be done once in an emergency, with a subtle hint.
Liu Duanhe only planned to come once today. This was the tacit understanding between the two sides. If it happened again, the scene would become ugly, and it would not be good for the Liu family or his reputation.
He was terribly hungry. Although he was tired, sleepy, and in a bad mood, Liu Duanhe had no intention of torturing himself. So after washing his hands in the bathroom, he elegantly picked up some snacks with a clean handkerchief and ate them while drinking tea, without any hesitation.
The people from Taicheng Manufacturing Group dared not neglect them. This time, the negotiations were much faster than before. In less than ten minutes, before the usual fixed time, all the people responsible for the negotiations and coordination had arrived in the conference room.
Since he had come all this way, Liu Duanhe wasn't just going to be a background figure to exert pressure. Back in Beijing, he had been remotely controlling everything here, so he was extremely familiar with the progress.
The opposing team, initially unfamiliar with him and somewhat dismissive, became increasingly sweaty as the situation escalated. They dared not relax their guard for even a moment, as every word Liu Duanhe uttered seemed to pound against their psychological defenses, pinpointing their expected price floor. He calmly and ruthlessly scrutinized their trembling, hesitation, greed, and fear.
Negotiation can sometimes be called a game of cowards in psychology; whoever is less timid has already lost half the battle.
In this respect, Liu Duanhe was so greedy that he had no fear whatsoever.
By the time the morning's negotiations ended, the people from Taicheng Manufacturing felt that the tension was even more intense than the previous month's standoff, and they hurriedly saw Liu Duan and his team off.
In fact, even if Taicheng Manufacturing didn't call it over, Liu Duanhe was going to leave. The snacks he had eaten in the morning had long been digested, and after a morning of mental exertion, he was starving for the first time, feeling like he could swallow a whole cow whole.
Liu Duanhe, impatient to wait for them to pack up their documents and records, took the elevator out of the building first, intending to get some fresh air.
His tall and upright figure was extremely eye-catching in the hall, and the watch strap on his wrist gleamed. People outside the door paused, momentarily stunned by the light.
Looking up, Liu Duanhe saw a familiar figure downstairs at the company. For a moment, he was unsure whether to feel frustrated or relieved, and he stood there stunned.
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Author's note: The watch on the protagonist's hand appeared before [cat head], a sweet moment that made me swoon, hehe, don't worry, there's absolutely no angst!
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